[Verse 1]
I hopped out in Fendi, I put two grams of molly in my Henny
Three thousand fifty, all fit in the HEMI
I bought a Chanel for my lil bitch Demi
My baby momma tryna fight my bitch Remy
First time I got kicked out momma found my semi
I got a Fendi plug, that bitch named Cindy
When I was real broke that lil bitch ain't fuck with me
I had to learn hard, it's all about the Benji's
Put my dick in every lil bitch kidney
Tryna state that I'm sponsored by Fendi
Double F mean fuck you if you ain't fucking with me
First I hopped out with the Fendi, if you look hard you see my shit say Fendi
Talk about guns bitch you know I got plenty
Choppa shoot into a .223 frenzy
I got a New York bitch that lil hoe name Frenchie
Don't say I'm PBG that shit gone offend me
My bitch caught me cheating she said that I'm filthy
Don't tweet, let's meet, n***a come and kill me
Dream chasing like Meek, bitch I need a million
The sky is the limit, I don't see no ceilings
Being independent is a helluva feeling
[?] that shit is ridiculous
Catch a rap n***a and I'm gone end him

[Verse 2]
I hopped out in Fendi, fuck the opps, heard they ass tryna send me
I got killers from Maryland to the city
I got them real n***as riding with me
I hear you talking n***a, be pacific
I keep a shooter his aim is terrific
You rap, I rap but bitch there's a difference
I'm really outside with the killers
Bitch I'm still shooting shit for my n***as
Clear the scene I'm not leaving no witness
Walk down like a motherfucking pigeon
Shoot his head I'm not leaving no [?]
If you think these rappers real then bitch you was tripping
Instead of linking up they be in my mentions
Diss on a beat, that shit ain't offensive
I'm just gone catch your ass and get to clipping